When the last scream gradually stopped, the small area was completely silent. The black crows were attracted from a long distance by the bloody pungent smell, hovering in the sky, mung bean's big eyes staring at the already cold corpses, but they did not dare to descend, those Bright Moon thieves who were cleaning the battlefield were a huge threat to the black crows. They have suffered more than once from this animal that walks upright on two legs, and they have learned to be smart.

A skinny guy in leather armor pulled the dagger out of the corpse's chest, wiped it on the corpse at random, and then put it back into its sheath.

The Dalí convoy was destroyed.

Dalí's last family is the Dalí Chamber of Commerce, which is one of the few large chambers of commerce in the empire, and the president Andali is a very good businessman, when he inherited his father's business and took over the Dalí Chamber of Commerce, the bits and pieces added up to more than 1,000 gold coins, but under his leadership, the Dalí Chamber of Commerce is like a plug-in, and it has grown rapidly and become a giant with millions of gold coin assets.

At this point, a merchant has no prospect of continuing to develop, and the so-called development is nothing more than adding some numbers to the million gold coins. For Andali, adding a million gold coins would not change the fact that he was a businessman, he was still a businessman. He has ambition and ability, but he lacks opportunities, and he also wants to become a nobleman, but the nobleman can't buy it with money.

After the incident of the Bright Moon Thieves, he was keenly aware that this was an opportunity for transformation, and as long as he could seize this opportunity, he believed that he could also have his own world among the ruling class of the empire. To this end, he invested heavily in equipping the guards under his command, purchased a large number of powerful weapons and equipment, and armed the guards of the Chamber of Commerce to the teeth. With a combat force of more than five hundred people, it was easy to wipe out a bandit of thieves numbering one or two hundred.

But there will always be some things in this world that can't be fulfilled, and Andari miscalculated.

In just thirty minutes, 500 people were killed, killed by the hot weapons of the Bright Moon Thieves.

Prior to this, except for the dead Blue Rose mercenaries, no one could have imagined that the Bright Moon Thieves Regiment was actually equipped with a large number of guns, where is this a thief regiment? It is simply an army with a hundred battles! The rounds of salvo fire directly disabled Andali, and the next battle was almost one-sided, and under the pursuit of the enemy who was familiar with the terrain, the Andali Escort became a thing of the past in a few minutes.

Several teams hiding around act as shrunken turtles. One or two guns, maybe more, a dozen guns they can make up, but what is the use of this weapon? The bison mercenaries withered directly, and they originally wanted to come to pick up the bargain, but they didn't expect the Bright Moon Thieves to be so fierce and powerful, and the head of the bison immediately decided to withdraw from this encirclement and suppression. For them, it is obviously better to keep their lives alive than to die at the hands of the thieves.

The leader of the Bright Moon Thieves was in his thirties, dark-skinned, and his face was gloomy, and he didn't think that he had become a sweetheart. He had considered the cost of killing the nobles, and he had many plans, but these thoughts and plans were suppressed by the bounty announced by the Imperial Diet. At this time, there was no second way to go except to leave the Tullman Empire.

"Everything is packed?", his voice was as cold as cold, and he was in a terrible mood.

The subordinate hurriedly replied, "Everything is loaded into the car, and you can leave now." ”

He waved his horsewhip, "Let's go!"

More than 200 people escorted more than 30 carts swaggering towards the border between the empire and the republic, and more and more people followed, but no one moved. The seemingly dangerous situation was so safe that even Kyaukyue's own people didn't expect it. With a murderous aura on their faces that had not yet faded, they spat contemptuously on the ground, and even cursed at the spies behind them.

After returning this time, he will definitely be punished, and maybe he will be sent to the far north to do hard labor. Above them were some of the most famous warlords in the Republic, and there were several bands of thieves like them, and each time they looted their looted goods were cashed in and sent back to the Republic for the big men to buy weapons and recruit troops.

Once the moon has problems, the warlords behind them will lose a sum of income, and the wrath of the thunder is inevitable.

Such a strange march lasted for two days, during which some people came to tempt, but they were all forcefully repulsed. The closer he got to the border, the higher the heart of the leader of the Bright Moon Thieves Beyond, and when he was less than a hundred kilometers away from the border, a gunshot broke the silence.

The private armies of the nobles, who had long been ambushed in the grassland, began to attack, and they had guns in their hands, which took advantage of the rich merchants.

The Bright Moon Thieves reacted quickly, assisting the carriage in defending the attack, urging the carriage to speed up, and fighting and retreating. But at this time, how could others tolerate them leaving, more and more people surrounded them, and surrounded them in the middle.

The battle broke out in an instant, and each faction wanted to get the head of the Bright Moon Thieves and inherit the title of Viscount of the Empire.

The war between cold and hot weapons is unusually brutal, and every gunshot represents the loss of a life.

There is no mercy in war, only coldness, only advance.

The shouts of slaughter were deafening, piercing the dark clouds that pressed over the steppe, and the sparks of the sword intersecting and the fire from the muzzles of the guns spewed like stars dotted with a dark green ocean.

Everyone fights together, as long as they don't know anyone, they will raise their weapons or pull the trigger.

When there were a certain number of people, two hundred muskets did not serve as a deterrent at all, and after just five minutes, they entered hand-to-hand combat.

Rossi was only two or three hundred meters away from the battlefield on his war horse, and there were still some teams around him that had not moved, and everyone was on guard against each other. These people are very smart and know that Kyaukyue can't run away, and the real trouble can't be brought by Kyaukyue, but these guys around him.

Rossi raised his left hand into a fist, Alexander slapped his chest hard, the chain mail made a rustling sound, and he roared, "Cheer! glory!"

An aura radiated around him, and every knight of the Knights was shrouded in this light, their strength became stronger, their physical strength became better, and their morale was higher.

There were people around who shouted and cursed, and some people avoided it, knowing full well that if they collided with the Knights Templar of the Church, they would definitely suffer the loss. They all moved away from the distance and prepared to watch a good show. The Knights Templar had not acted for more than two hundred years, and they had only heard of the Templar Order's prowess in a few books and word of mouth. It's a blessing to see it with my own eyes this time.

Rosie lifted his knight's spear, tucked it under his armpit, closed the visor of the knight's helmet, and suddenly pulled the reins, turned his head, and rushed to the other group at his side.

"Chisel through!"

The momentum of more than thirty horsemen running was not weaker than that of thousands of horses, and the group of more than 100 people on the side shouted and hurriedly launched a defensive formation, they didn't expect that Rosie, a madman, would not fight Jiaoyue, but instead killed the people around him.

The distance of one or two hundred meters was enough for the war horse to enter the best sprint distance, and in just a dozen seconds, Rossi was loaded with this group head-on. The knight's spear easily pierced the enemy's rudimentary light armor and pinned him to the ground. The majestic horses crashed into the crowd, and no one was the enemy, and they vomited blood and flew out. The wielded knight's greatsword constantly harvests the lives of nearby enemies, and even if it is blocked, it will easily be cut in two along with the weapon.

This is the power that the Church once intimidated the whole world!

In a cold-weapon environment, the Templars are invincible!